James put his foot on Jersey soil. He loaded his weapon and stepped down all the way from the back of the van. He checked his Gewehr rifle. The governor had given it to him as a gift. It seemed fine. He sniffed the air knew to put his gas mask on. He and the others were instructed to scout the area out and wait for reinforcements to arrive an hour later. He slid his helmet binoculars down over his eyes. He spotted a cave in the side of a hill. "C'mon, guys, let's move!" He, Bernie, Dietrich, Erik, Carl, and five Grenzschutz troopers hussled over to the eerie opening in the landscape. James turned on the night vision feature of the helmet lenses; another gift from the governor. He slowly stepped into the cave. It seemed empty. He kept going, the others close behind. Suddenly, the cave entrance was blocked from the outside. "What? Everyone, night vision! Now!" The clicking of buttons on helmets echoed through the cave. "All right, there's got to be another exit. There's bound to be one. After we get out, we'll shoot whatever trapped us in here." The troop of men marched deeper into the cave.

Dietrich shook his head nervously. "I have a bad feeling about this... Make sure your weapons are ready, men."

They continued on for five minutes. Then Dietrich spoke up again. "Did you hear something?"

James cupped his hand to his ear. "Like what?"

"A... rumbling. A sort of... bashing... noise. Like a stampede of animals in the distance."

Before James could answer, a huge, mammoth-sized clawed arm bashed through a wall. Following it was its owner, a giant mutant mole. The creature let out a shriek and pounced on one of the Grenzshutz soldiers, stuffing him in his mouth and dodging back into the tunnel where it entered.

The men shakily looked down the fresh tunnel. Blood streaked the walls. Dietrich pulled out a flare. "Well, if it went down there, chances are there's another exit there. I'll light a flare." He lit the flare with a cigarette lighter and tossed it in.

James sprinted down the tunnel. "Move! Move! Move!" They dashed down the corridors. More rumbling. "Watch out!" Another beast smashed through the wall, making that same ugly screeching noise. "Fire!" The men blazed away with their machine guns and rifles. Finally, James scored a shot through its snout, which hit the brain. The monster mole collapsed, blood gushing out. "C'mon. We need to find a way out of here, pronto! I don't want to wind up gopher chow."

"Mole," corrected Bernie.

"What the bloody hades do I care?"

"Just saying."

"Where do you learn all this stuff? First you were an expert on history and now science? "

Bernie shrugged. "I guess I just take to book larnin'."

James rolled his eyes. "Oh, brother. Let's move!"

As they entered a wide section of cavern, their eyes bulged.

Sleeping moles.

Hordes of them.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure this is bad." James took in the site. It was like buffalo on the Great Plains.

It was about to get ugly.

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Ivan Stalin, Dead Silence, and ten guards had waded through a smelly bog for a few hours after they landed their plane in a pond. The reason they landed in a pond was because the plane had a leaky fuel tank and they had run out of gasoline.

Ivan drew his long knife and started hacking away at some surrounding plants, "Fine. Have it your way."

Dead Silence nodded, "Thank you, I will."

The group wandered farther into the bog having no idea where they were headed.

After another half hour had elapsed Stalin called a halt, "Did you hear that?"

As the sniper listened a huge ghastly croak came winding its way through the mist.

A scream from the guard cut the air as a giant three eyed monster came bounding out of the soupy mist. Its feet were webbed and clawed, horns protruded from its skull just above its eyes. A huge spiked tongue shot out of its mouth a wrapped itself around the two nearest guards.

Dead Silence's bow twanged quietly and the mutant frog backed off squealing and clutching its eye.

Ivan finished the creature off with two gunshots. It slumped over, dead.

One of the two soldiers it grabbed was alive, he was shaking all over in terror.

"Wh-what ha-happened?"

D.S. answered while he felt the soldier over, "You'll live. What just happened was that we were attacked by a mutant frog. That's your answer."

Ivan shrugged, "Let's bury the other and head on. I'm tired of smelling this place."

After the remaining nine guards had buried their companion and regained their nerves, they headed onwards into the realm of the darkness of the New Jersey swamp.

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